Friday, November 23, 2007
I don't get it, ya'll
I know that many of you, like myself, have been reading this book. I also know that many of you are giving it rave reviews. I have to say, I just don't get it. I have been trudging through this thing for weeks and I find it to be painfully boring. I liked the first part about Italy. It basically talked only about food, and I like food. That was cool. Now I'm about two thirds of the way through India and I can't stay awake. I find the author to be completely self involved and pathetic. Who has to go to INDIA to "find" themselves? How completely selfish is it that she is spending so much time focused on her problems and obsessing about why her life is a sh*t sandwich? Do you really have to learn how to meditate in order to realize your "true self"?
This all brings me back to a theory I've had for a long time. In life, there are the wanderers and nesters. Wanderers are the types of people who go through life always looking for the next best thing. Nothing is ever good enough and nothing will ever satisfy them because they are insatiable. I consider my husband to be one of these people. Life could be completely perfect and normal and he would find something to worry about or obsess about. People like this are usually pessimists as well.
Nesters, on the other hand, are the kind of people that have few complaints. They make their own happiness and don't over analyze everything. They know what they want and are fairly easily satisfied. Life is mostly lived with the cup half full and the appreciation of all that they have rather than all that they still need. These people are usually optimists. As you can probably guess, I consider myself to be a nester. It doesn't take much to please me and I'm fairly complacent for the most part.
I just can't imagine all the energy it takes to be so damned self involved that you can't see the forest for the trees! Does anyone else feel this way about this book or is it just me? And could you please tell me whether or not it gets any better because I'm ready to pass it on to someone else rather than pull my hair out trying to figure out the message...
at 2:42 PM